My First Turkey Research Paper

At first I thought it was my brother, but it was actually a turkey! That's what desired me more to hunt. It was in a lengthy grassy field covered with towering trees getting cut down. Every time a tree soared down and slammed onto the the wet ground you could feel the ground shake. It was just my uncle and I walking our way back too his normal hunting spot, where just a few days ago he got his first turkey of the year. Never did we know that this very day I was gonna get my first turkey just not for the year but my first time ever getting a turkey.

After hours have passed my uncle and I were still siting in the wet grass and the torrid-lifeless trees, watching the decoy tom to attract another tom, and my uncle does tom calls, we finally